"It does not matter. To die for my Lord is a privilege. It fills my soul."
As Cold Wind said that, Allen's Divine Mark on him lit up. Along with it, he also shone. However, he was being drowned by the demonic energy brought by the demonic cloud.
Meanwhile, his glow was akin to the flickering candle in the dead night. It was continuously being drowned by the darkness.
But despite that, he was fighting. His light continues to shine, but it won't be for long. We all know what will happen to a candle that no longer had fuel right?
Indeed, at this moment, Cold Wind's light began to dim. Then in the next second, it was completely gone.
However, beyond the Demon's expectation, Cold Wind's soul was not extinguished.
Instead, a globe was formed and contained his soul. Then, it flew in a certain direction.
What happened next is another plot twist.
"Foul Demon, how dare you to set your filthy eyes on my follower?"
A majestic voice filled with Divine energy resonated through the skies.